Cheaters Never Prosper?

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You couldn't resist and got caught. Are you in trouble?
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You noticed her immediately as you walked in. Sitting alone at a table was a beautiful girl, late 20's you imagined. The restaurant was dim but you could still see her blonde hair catching the light and almost shimmering. It reached her mid back and cascaded over her shoulders. She was wearing a deep red dress that wrapped her curves and accentuated her breasts.

As you were taken to your table where your friends were already seated, you couldn't help but steal a few glances at her. You felt guilty as you imagined what her tits would look like naked and how they would feel against your face. You gave a slight shake of your head as if to erase her from your memory. Your wife was at home while you had your 'guys night out'. She was always so good about not making a fuss when you wanted to go out. And here you were thinking about another woman's tits.

Upon reaching the table you resolved to not look anymore or entertain anymore of 'those' thoughts. After greeting your friends you took the only seat available. Of course you had a perfect view of her. The conversation distracted you for a while as you caught up on things since the last time you met.

You eventually found your eyes and mind wandering though. You didn't even realize you were doing it until your eyes met hers. Your heart seemed to skip a beat as you panicked and gave a slight smile before quickly turning back to the conversation. It was hard to concentrate. That small interaction with her caused your dick to swell. Thankfully since you were seated nobody noticed your cock growing in your pants. She was so alluring that you couldn't stop yourself from glancing back to her. The next time your eyes met she was the first to smile.

You were completely ignoring what was happening at your table as your horniness took over and your mind raced with thoughts of her naked body. Kissing her plump lips while massaging her tits.... you had to take a long drink of water to try to cool down your thoughts.

Your food arrived and once again you tried to get your mind off of her. You couldn't help but wonder what happened to her date. She must have been meeting someone. She sat there still alone with a cocktail and nothing else.

Why were you so attracted to her? Why were you entertaining all these dirty thoughts about a girl you didn't even know?

Dinner was over and the conversation was winding down. You got up from the table and you noticed the girl was getting ready to leave as well. As she stood up, you could really see her shapely body.

You were the last out the door when you felt someone behind you. You turned and it was her. You held the door and she gave a shy thank you. You told her no problem as she walked past. Her scent filled the air with the most intoxicatingly sweet smell. Your eyes fixated on her round slightly jiggling ass as she walked away.

You realized you had parked in the same direction she was going. You tried to keep your distance as not to scare her. It was late and dark after all and she was alone. She didn't seem to mind you being there. She would turn around occasionally with a sweet smile and inviting eyes.

She reached her car and opened the drivers door as you were about to walk past. Your heart leapt again as you heard her say, "Hey."

You stopped and turned to her. She didn't let you answer. She asked if you could help her. When she opened the door her lights didn't come on. She was worried her battery was dead.

She leaned into the car flicking the light on and off. "Nothing," she said.

As she was bent over you couldn't help but notice her dress inching dangerously close to exposing her ass. One final reach did it. Her ass cheeks peaked out the bottom of her dress and you even managed to glimpse a sliver of pussy. She wasn't wearing any panties. This excited you more than any of the other things that night. You were instantly hard again. You couldn't help but think that she was doing all of this on purpose. Maybe she was expecting to get fucked tonight but her date didn't show up. Maybe she wanted you to touch her.

You walked closer to her and said, "I can help you out." What were you thinking? Were you even thinking?

She backed away from the car but instead of going to check out her lights you stood within an inch of her. There was no denying at that point that she wanted it. You hadn't misread all her signals. She wanted you to touch her.

You moved your head closer to her and raised your hand up, softly brushing her face. Your lips touched and if you had been any younger you would have cum right then. Instead you felt her hand caress your cock through your pants. You wasted no time groping both her tits through her dress while still kissing her.

She whispered, "Come with me," while leading you to the backseat by your dick.

Her hands moved to your pants button and zipper. She undid them and helped them fall to your ankles. There you were, all exposed. Your dick hanging out in front of a gorgeous girl who was most definitely not your wife.

You could have stopped it at any point but you didn't want to. You had gone this far already and were dying to know what her pussy felt like. You let her sit you down in the car while she continued touching your cock. You let out an involuntary moan as you felt her tongue flick across the tip. Then your cock was inside her mouth. Her head was bobbing up and down on it like a good little slut. You melted into her backseat.

After a few more minutes of sucking, she stopped and looked up at you and said, "It's my turn now."

With her hand on your chest she pushed you back all the way so you were lying on her cold leather seats, your pants still around your ankles.

As she climbed over you, your hips instinctively tried to thrust your cock inside of her. Though she wasn't ready for that yet. She wanted you to lick her pussy.

She sat on your stomach and she removed her dress up over her head. She revealed a very sexy and feminine lacy black bra. Her tits jiggled as her dress came off. She reached behind and undid the clasps of her bra and let it fall off onto you.

As you looked up at her massive tits, your hips thrusting at nothing, you reached for them again. This time feeling their softness as you squeezed. You took her nipples between your fingers and gave them a slight pinch. She let out a moan so you pinched harder.

She leaned down to kiss you, her tits still cupped in your hands. She whispered again, "It's my turn now," and with that she moved toward your face with her pussy bare and wet. She put one leg up on the seat and the other on the floor. Straddling your face you could feel her wetness. By the first taste you were hooked. You had to keep licking. At first you just tasted her, running your tongue along her whole slit. She moaned every time you flicked across her clit. You had to grab your cock and jack off a bit before it all became too much for you. With your mouth on her pussy and your hand on your cock, you were now moaning too. Your tongue was desperately trying to press inside her. She started grinding on your mouth. You could still breathe but barely. Her sounds intensified until you felt her quivering on your face.

You rubbed your cock faster, not being able to control it. You were getting closer and closer to cumming without ever feeling her sexy tight little pussy.

"I need you inside me," she moaned.

In one swift movement you swung your body into an upright position with your back against the seat. She was now sitting on your lap with your dick brushing against her ass. She lifted herself up and guided your cock inside her with her hand.

Your eyes rolled back in your head as she continued lifting herself off of you and lowering again with force. She was squeezing her pussy every time she lifted off. Her sounds were driving you crazy. You could feel her pussy contracting as she came on your cock. She was riding you faster and faster. Her tits were bouncing uncontrollably around, even smacking you in the face. She leaned down to kiss you and the touch of her soft lips sent you over the edge. You came so incredibly hard that you thought you may never stop shooting.

She continued sitting there for a few minutes on top of you slowly rocking forward and back while you played with her tits. You could feel her wetness mixed with your cum running down your balls. You didn't dare to ask her to clean up the mess she just made. You felt lucky enough with everything that she had done to you. As if she was reading your mind, she slipped off of your cock, letting even more wetness out. She leaned down and gently took your dick in her mouth. Moaning as she tasted your cum for the first time. Her tongue moved to your balls. Cleaning up anything that she could find.

When she was done, she stood up and started putting her dress back over her head. You grabbed her tits one last time before they were covered again. You took a deep breath and stood up, pulling your underwear and pants back up.

She told you she had an amazing time and thanked you for saving her evening. She then got in her car, switched her lights on while she smiled and gave a little giggle. She gave you a little wave as she backed out of the spot and drove away.

You stood there watching her tail lights get smaller and smaller until she turned out of the parking lot and out of sight.

You didn't know what to think about what you had just done. It was so fucking hot but what were you going to tell your wife? Should you tell her? What if she found out and you hadn't told her?

Your mind was racing trying to find a solution that didn't end your marriage.

The drive home was only about 10 minutes but it felt much much longer. You arrived home and sat in the car for a bit. Your heart was pounding out of your chest. You had decided that you were going to keep it a secret because you didn't want to hurt your wife. This required a carefully executed plan though. You knew you smelled like her. Her perfume must have gotten on your clothes. Her pussy had most certainly gotten on your face and cock.

Your wife loved sucking your cock and would taste the cum immediately if she got to you before you were able to take a shower. Your only hope was if she was sleeping. It was late after all.

You gathered the courage to get out of the car and go inside. So far so good. It was all quiet and dark. You slowly made your way up the stairs trying not to let any of the floorboards squeak.

If she was sleeping, you just had one more obstacle to tackle. You held your breath and carefully turned the bedroom doorknob. You entered the bedroom. The lights were off and you didn't hear anything. It was only a few steps to the bathroom where you could wash the scent of another woman off your body.

One step, two steps, three steps in, Your hand reached out for the bathroom door. You thought you were safe. You froze as you heard your wife stir. She partially sat up in bed and said in a groggy voice, "Hey, how was it? Did you have fun?"

You replied in the calmest voice you could manage. "Yeah, it was great seeing the guys again. I'm going to jump in the shower. The restaurant was really hot and I'm all sweaty." Not waiting for a reply you entered the bathroom and stripped off your clothes as fast as you could. You turned on the water to let it warm up and then the bathroom door opened.

"I missed you!" she said in a still groggy voice.

She walked straight for you and you could see she was naked. That shouldn't have surprised you since you both sleep naked each night but tonight it threw you. She pressed herself against you. She wrapped her arms around your neck and you could feel her tits pressing against your chest.

It all happened so fast. She leaned in for a kiss. Her lips met yours and she took a deep breath through her nose as she always did when you kissed. She could sense something was wrong. As she backed off from the kiss and ran her hands through your hair, she asked, "Is everything OK, honey?"

"Yes of course, everything's fine," you said quickly before adding, "The water is warm now. I'm going to jump in the shower."

"But I'm not done with you," was her reply.

Your cock was getting hard now. "WTF! Not now!" you thought.

It was too late. Her hand had already reached down to caress your dick. She gave it a couple of strokes before commenting about what a naughty boy you were for having such a hard cock.

She gave you one final kiss and she slowly ran her hands down your body, her tits dragging against your stomach as she made her way to your cock.

"OH FUCK! NO!" you thought.

Her hand wrapped around your cock stroking it as her mouth got closer and closer. You could feel her breath on you as she took in your whole dick with one movement. In and out it went when suddenly she pulled herself back and looked up at you as she let go of your still rock solid dick.

You could instantly tell she knew. There she was kneeling on the ground looking up at you not saying a word.

"I'm sorry," was all you could manage to say.

She stood up and walked silently back into the bedroom. She sat at the end of the bed and said, "Tell me what happened. I want to know everything."

You felt like an asshole but couldn't deny her request. You sat down next to her and started from the beginning. You didn't leave out any detail for fear of making it worse than it already was.

After you had finished you both sat there in silence for a few minutes. Your wife stood up and you grabbed for her hand, trying to stop her from walking away. She wasn't walking away though. She took your hand and placed it between her legs. You were taken aback by the wetness you felt.

"What did this mean?" you wondered.

Next she lowered herself back to her knees. She ran her tongue along the whole length of your cock. Still confused you muttered, "Y-you don't have to," to which she replied, "I know."

"I can taste her on you still. I can taste your cum," she whispered.

The thought of your wife tasting another woman on your dick turned you on. You took her by the hand and led her to the head of the bed. You laid her down kissing her passionately. You placed one hand on either knee and gently spread them apart. You pressed your cock against her dripping wet pussy until you felt yourself slip all the way in. You groped and sucked her tits as you were lying down on her. Thrusting and moaning and kissing. You both came together. Your cum now shooting deep inside your wife.

Laying there still on top of her, both of you trying to catch your breathe. Your mind couldn't help wondering what was next. Did your wife forgive you? Is that why she fucked you just now? Will things ever be the same?

Then your wife broke the silence and whispered, "Did you get her number?"

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AnonymousAnonymous9 days ago

bad POV, weak 'plot' (kind to pretend it had one at all) and riddled with spelling errors.

LongTimer2LongTimer210 days ago

Since this was written by a couple, I would assume that it was role played and talked about a time or three. I liked the premise of a cuckqueen much more than a cuckold. But then again, I may be biased.

SeaBreeze89SeaBreeze8912 days ago

Ignore the “Anonymous” commenters. They hide their names because they’re ashamed of who they are. Most negative reviews on here come from people unable to make their own marriages and relationships work. They can’t hack it in reality so they desperately come onto here to take their rage out on others. Don’t stoop to their level. They are always beneath us.

MattblackUKMattblackUK13 days ago

Stories told in a second person narrative rarely, if ever, work.

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